Like the birds soaring through the skies
The thoughts soar through my mind
Like the rain falling endlessly
My mind is falling
Like the trees wavering in the sky- restricted yet free-
I'm being controlled
Like the cliff that goes deep below surface
So do I- as I let myself go-
-Ji
I-
-Bye
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serendipity 一 poems
Poesíashort poems by a teenage girl who changes her style multiple times throughout this book. 11/13/15 - #34
